Page 123 of Absinthe Minded

Lucky for me, I felt like being naughty. I brushed my fingers down his chest, to his navel, to the v-shaped muscles…

He took my bandaged hand and kissed my fingertips. “None of that.”

“We aren’t even married yet and our sex life is dead. I told you so.”

“It isn’t dead, just on hold.”

I kissed the spot on his neck that drove him wild. “When will it be off hold?”

“Soon.” He’d used the voice again, but his lips curled into a grin.

“How soon?” This time I caressedmychest.

His eyes darkened.

Almost have him.I let out a soft purr and toyed with my nipple.

“Not soon enough.” Gabe swallowed and pulled the sheet to my chin. “We have an OB appointment next week. I don’t think we should have sex until we know everything’s okay.”

“The doctor at the hospital gave the all clear. You heard the heartbeat. Are you seriously going to make me wait another week?”

He freaking nodded.

Pouting, I crawled on top of him. “How about a blowjob?”

His body tensed to the point it felt like I was laying on a concrete slab—a warm, sexy, concrete slab. “We could sixty-nine, if we’re careful.”

“Victory is mine!” I ducked beneath the covers.

The doorbell rang.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” I’d never understood the big deal about honeymoons until that moment. Between the kids and the soon to be mothers-in-law, morning sex never happened.

Gabe laughed, threw the covers off me, and headed for the door. “Get dressed.”

I tugged on the sweats and T-shirt I’d left on the floor the previous evening and walked into the living room as Gabe welcomed Detective Wayne O’Malley into our home.

Wayne turned to me. “How are you feeling?”

“I’m okay. What’s going on?” I motioned for him to sit and curled up in the corner of the couch. Though I didn’t want to admit it to Gabe, I ached from head to toe—being drugged and kidnapped could do that to a girl.

Gabe set three bottles of water on the table and sat beside me.

Wayne leaned forward and put his elbows on his knees. “Justin and Denise Trudeau are being charged with abduction with intent to extort money, assault, and felony stalking.”

The memory of the two of them being shoved into police cars sent a shiver down my spine. “Will they get bail?”

“It’s unlikely.” Wayne pressed his lips into a thin line. “I’ll need an official statement when you’re up for it.”

“I’ll bring her in tomorrow.” Gabe released me and pushed to his feet. “We have a lawyer, but I’d appreciate it if you’d keep us up to speed.”

“Will do.” His expression hardened, and he glanced at Gabe as if asking permission.

He nodded. “Sweetheart, Wayne has some news about Joe and Rebecca’s accident.”

My heart hammered against my ribcage. “Okay?”

“We have an informant who claims the accident was a paid hit.”

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